As the elevator doors slid closed, bound for the ground floor, I heard a woman’s muffled hymn swirl up the shaft.
“In the jungle, the mighty jungle,
The lion sleeps tonight…”
The elevator continued its descent, and a second woman’s voice chimed in.
“In the jungle, the quiet jungle,
The lion sleeps tonight…”
Having now arrived at the ground floor, the doors slid open and I was face-to-face with the performers: three women, all about my age. They stepped aside so I could exit. I began my stride, but not without doing what I knew I had to do:
“A-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh,” I sang.
We all laughed as they boarded the elevator. The doors closed, this time with my verses echoing up the elevator shaft.
Remember to spread some joy today – whether you’re at home, out on the town, or a sleepy lion in the jungle.
Have a great day, everyone.
Ian
Ian Estabrook 